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That evening Mario acquitted himself better; Rosa had managed to cheer him up, and when he came back he was looking almost playful.
"Ah, Gian-Luca," he said very brightly, as they washed their hands together at the sink, "and what do you think of the Capo di Monte? Is it not rather fine?"